The bags are packed, the tickets are in hand and the visa has recently been granted, at least I can scream: "It left for Australia, mate !!!!".
Well all is not settled, because I have not yet had a definitive answer to my internship. Because they are becoming right breadsticks Also, I'm leaving with the event leading to my research there.
For now, we do our final preparations and farewells French. qques After days spent in our old city and the surrounding forests, we 22H finally fly away for flight!
Hours fly, stretch, mingle, mingle
... We'll have 2 days to get used to the Australian time. We travel to Sydney to settle quickly in the first place in Manly (beach). We are all thrilled to have to take the ferry as a means of transportation. Manly is in effect on the other side of Sydney Harbour and is the means of transportation more convenient. I think it's great, the view is magnificent and that is the daily means of transport for hundreds of workers tie ...
We gradually discover the beaches north of Sydney (Fresh water, Curl Curl, Dee Why ...) and it's almost every day we're going to water (turquoise, of course).
I buy for the first time a combination of my life to be able to introduce me to the delights of the waves. It is true that here, everyone ride with a surfboard, a toy or other body of water under his arm. So I intend to enjoy it too. Not as easy as it looks. Indeed, I am a daughter of the land and the sea is not really my natural universe. Despite the admonitions of my super coach to my apprehension, I manage to follow qques waves.
The period of "beach holiday" ends when we find an apartment for us to install a little more sustainable. It is in a building (at 19th floor) that we fail, at the heart of North Sydney. We and have a view overlooking Sydney's Opera and its bay. It's really unbelievable, we can see evolving small and large boats, see pelicans pass by the window and of course, we wake up every morning glow of sunrise over Sydney ....
For now, we do our final preparations and farewells French. qques After days spent in our old city and the surrounding forests, we 22H finally fly away for flight!
Hours fly, stretch, mingle, mingle ... We'll have 2 days to get used to the Australian time. We travel to Sydney to settle quickly in the first place in Manly (beach). We are all thrilled to have to take the ferry as a means of transportation. Manly is in effect on the other side of Sydney Harbour and is the means of transportation more convenient. I think it's great, the view is magnificent and that is the daily means of transport for hundreds of workers tie ...
We gradually discover the beaches north of Sydney (Fresh water, Curl Curl, Dee Why ...) and it's almost every day we're going to water (turquoise, of course).
I buy for the first time a combination of my life to be able to introduce me to the delights of the waves. It is true that here, everyone ride with a surfboard, a toy or other body of water under his arm. So I intend to enjoy it too. Not as easy as it looks. Indeed, I am a daughter of the land and the sea is not really my natural universe. Despite the admonitions of my super coach to my apprehension, I manage to follow qques waves.
The period of "beach holiday" ends when we find an apartment for us to install a little more sustainable. It is in a building (at 19th floor) that we fail, at the heart of North Sydney. We and have a view overlooking Sydney's Opera and its bay. It's really unbelievable, we can see evolving small and large boats, see pelicans pass by the window and of course, we wake up every morning glow of sunrise over Sydney ....
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